Oh Crap! Potty Training by Jamie Glowacki
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
There are so many things to say about this book. First of all, I wish I had read it when my son was potty training at age 3 (or, actually, before that, but whatever). He wasn't hard to train but because we waited so long it took forever (like months). With my daughter? She's 27 months old, and is completely, 100% day and night potty trained. It took less than a month.
Anyway, enough about my kids. Jamie lays out the facts for you. She goes in-depth into the basic blocks of readiness about going to the bathroom (from "clueless that it's happening" to "hm, something happened" to "uh, I did something" to "oh, hey, I need to pee/poop"). She addresses the steps to assessing your own child's "readiness" and how to go about it. While she does have some steps that I disagree with (like no underwear at all for a week or two) she encourages every parent to tweak her protocol to fit their child. She discourages rewards, but acknowledges that they are fine if you want to use them. There are chapters devoted to poop, to EC, to special circumstances. She even tells you how to defeat the dreaded bedtime "I have to pee six million times" stalling tactic (which frankly, I desperately needed!).
Every parent looking to potty train should read this book. It is a little hard to track down because you have to buy it through the author's website, but maybe if enough people buy it then it will become more readily available.
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I did win this book though a giveaway on Erica's blog a while back. You should check her out, she is awesomesauce.
Also, for more information about Ms. Glowacki's book, check out her website.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
First Day of School!
J started kindergarten yesterday. So far he absolutely loves it.
He's made two friends in his class (and by friends, he means that he
knows their names). Here's a picture of him (you only get the one,
because the computer with our other pictures isn't working at the
moment) waiting for the bell to ring, which was another whole new
experience!
I know he looks terrified, but he was just feeling squinty. Also, I think his shirt was hungry. |
The Finer Points of Pooping on Cows
J lost tooth #2 at
his cousin's 4th birthday party on Saturday. There was a bouncy
castle with a slide inside, and he somehow bit it (haha) on the way down
and knocked out his tooth. He came running up to C and said
"Daddy!! I went down the slide, and hit my face, and here's my tooth!"
For the record, the tooth was already loose and nearly ready to fall
out, so he wasn't actually hurt by the ordeal.
The tooth is in the baggie. I made him get out of the piƱata line to get his picture. I'm so mean. (He didn't lose his place, the other kids were nicer than I am.)
The bouncy castle was a big deal for Dee too. She had lots of fun, as long as nobody bigger than her was in there at the same time.
The tooth is in the baggie. I made him get out of the piƱata line to get his picture. I'm so mean. (He didn't lose his place, the other kids were nicer than I am.)
The bouncy castle was a big deal for Dee too. She had lots of fun, as long as nobody bigger than her was in there at the same time.
Now,
I bet you want to know about the pooping on cows. I mean, surely, I
would never have included it if I didn't mean for you to find out about
it, right?
On
the way home today, Dee informed us that she needed to poop. This
is a big deal, as she is potty trained now and we weren't quite home
yet. So I asked if she needed to go right now, and she said "No, I need to poop...on a cow."
"On a cow?" I was bemused.
"Yes, me need poop on a cow."
This
inspired an entire discussion about the uh...technical details of
pooping on cows. We asked what she thought would happen if she pooped on
a cow. She mentioned the stinky part, and said it would stick to the
cow. J chimed in, wiser older brother that he is, and pointed out
that it would depend on what *kind* of poop was going to be landing on the cow as to whether or not it would stick. At
this point I was laughing pretty hard. Then Dee said "Moo" and I
laughed so hard I cried. It was one of those moments you never expect,
and then BAM, you look like an insane person riding in a car while your
children discuss the finer points of livestock defilement.
Moo.
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